"That's fine, I have water in the thermos, you can use it later." Xian and Chao casually said to Zhao Chuncheng.
"thank you."
Zhao Chuncheng thanked him, went to the toilet, walked straight to the place where Modi was standing just now, and went to get the thermos there.
"Hey, hey, it's not that one, that one belongs to Modi, and the blue one with the sun under the balcony is mine." Seeing that Zhao Chuncheng was about to take the wrong one, Xian Yuchao hurriedly stopped him.
"I'm sorry." Zhao Chuncheng smiled awkwardly, went to pick up the thermos under Xian and Chao's bed, and said without words: "I just saw several kinds of shampoo in your toilet, you are really particular, everyone in our dormitory has a bottle Rejoice."
"There are several kinds, isn't it just three?" Lin Junfeng climbed onto the bed, and the bed was shaken, "I use the promotional Qingyang from the supermarket, this guy salted fish is shameless, rub my Qingyang with it." .Chen Zhao is the worst fart. What kind of foreign brand of men's shampoo is he using? Hey, I don't let my father worry about any of them... "
"Then Modi used that bottle of Beco? Isn't that for children?" Zhao Chuncheng laughed.
"That's because he's so economical. He won that bottle of shampoo in a lottery in the supermarket before, so he just took it and used it." Lin Junfeng said, and suddenly said "ah", and covered his chest, "I Suddenly, I felt a little pain in my heart, Xiaodi was so economical, and gave us red envelopes, and we took it!"
Xian and Chao clicked their tongues next to each other, "Don't pretend to be a good person, you are lucky!"
"When Xiaodi comes back, let's invite him out for dinner." Chen Zhao said beside him, "How about eating at the barbecue restaurant in the back street of our school?"
Several people immediately started a discussion about how to treat guests. Zhao Chuncheng stood by for a while, seeing that he couldn't get in the conversation, he left with Xian and Chao's thermos.
...
On the other hand, after Modi left school, he went to Pang Qianglang and Han Sheng first.
Because of Mo Di's intentional provocation last time, Pang Qianglang finally made up his mind and had a frank talk with his parents. In the end, he ended up having a meal of bamboo meat in exchange for a temporary one-year period of freedom. Now he lives in Han Sheng In the house he rented near the university.
"You don't know how crazy my mother was at the time. You can see that she is gentle and gentle on the surface. She looks like Xiaojiabiyu from the south of the Yangtze River. When she loses her temper, the earth explodes... No, the universe exploded. Exploded!" Pang Qianglang pulled open his sleeve, "Look, my mother smoked it for me, using that clothes drying pole."
"..." Looking at the pink scar, Mo Di thought without sympathy, how light it is.
"Hey." After Pang Qianglang complained, he retracted his legs and ate watermelon on the sofa.
"But fortunately, she agreed and said that she would give me one year. If I can't achieve a little achievement in painting and earn 400,000 yuan, she will immediately put me in high school. Even if I am super old, I must Forced me to take the college entrance examination, so, Xiaodi, you are really very important to me, very important! We must advance to this game competition and get a good ranking, otherwise I will be miserable, miserable!"
Han Sheng suddenly yelled at him: "Pang Qianglang, you dripped watermelon juice on the sofa, put your legs down for me."
Pang Qianglang squinted his eyes and looked down, saw two drops of red watermelon stains, quickly put down his legs, and said in a weak voice, "Can I wash it for you at night?"
Hey, it's pitiful to live under someone else's fence, he must stand out this year!
"So it is very important for everyone in our team to do a good job in the game. In the next few months, everyone should go all out and work hard." Modi looked at the two of them like an old cadre holding a mobilization meeting: "After the upgrade of "Heart is the Way" this time, it should be able to survive the second and third rounds of the knockout rounds, but it may be difficult to advance to the next level, so we will try our best to make new games from the day after tomorrow. I will send you the setting book of the new game.”
"What's the new game like?" Pang Qianglang was suddenly excited, "Is it still this kind of online game?!"
"Not like that, but you'll find out tomorrow."
Modi took out a notebook from his bag: "What we need to do now is to recruit new members. Last time, among the 200 games that you advanced to in the audition, didn't you pick out some very good games made by artists for me? ? Six of them were eliminated in the first round of the knockout round. I tried to contact the art groups of these teams. One of the team's original paintings and the other team's original paintings and artists expressed their willingness to come to our group, so you are about to welcome Three partners, this is their information, you understand."
Mo Di handed the notebook to Pang Qianglang and the other two, and said: "After these three people arrived, your art team has almost begun to take shape, so one of you must be the team leader to lead the others and assign For the right task, who will be the team leader?"
"I want to be!" Pang Qianglang slapped his thigh, "But I know I'm not suitable to be the team leader, so... so let's be old Han."
"Well... I can try it." Although Han Sheng was a little restrained, he would never shirk his responsibilities.
"Okay." Mo Di actually thinks that Han Sheng is more reliable as the team leader, "There may be a few members in charge of programming joining our team in the future, and I will tell you when the time comes."
"Our team really saves manpower and money." Han Sheng said with a smile, "Let Xiaodi do all the production, planning, programming, and logistics. Only the art team and tests need other people. Xiaodi You alone can support 80% of this game, I am really embarrassed."
"No, you are very important, and I can't figure out the program of the new game by myself, and the test needs everyone's help." Modi smiled, flipped the note on the phone, and said: "The three new members I understand everything, everyone is nice, you should have a pleasant cooperation then, as for the rest of the miscellaneous small things, I will outsource them."
After all, there is no need to live in the official base of the game competition, and he can find team members who are responsible for sound effects and dubbing, and he can find them slowly.
"Okay, we'll listen to you, when will we sign the agreement this time?" Han Sheng asked.
"Tomorrow." Modi glanced at the time and put away his phone. "That's the main thing. If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first. See you at the old place tomorrow afternoon."
"Aren't you going to have a meal here?" Pang Qianglang threw the watermelon rind with a disapproving look on his face: "Why are you in such a hurry to go back? It's not to meet that old... old man."
Pang Qianglang was calm on the surface, but he gasped in fright in his heart, and almost slipped his mouth again.
"..." Modi: "Can you stop giving people random nicknames, he is only twenty-eight, how old is he?"
"Twenty-eight is not the youngest, eleven years older than you!" Pang Qianglang was heartbroken.
Mo Di was simply baffled, "Eleven years older than me doesn't mean someone is older, what kind of old-fashioned thinking are you?"
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I really have to go. I have to go through the settings and details of the new game again when I get back. Otherwise, I may not be able to send it to you tomorrow morning."
Pang Qianglang wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
Forget it, maybe it's because his thoughts are dirty and full of waste, so he thinks wrong? That Mu Tianheng is so powerful and talented, he shouldn't be so beastly...
When Mo Di returned to the villa, Mu Tianheng hadn't come back yet, so he simply picked up Suan Suan, who was having fun at his feet, and went back to the study to re-read the book about the game settings, and then refined the details.
Suansuan is very well-behaved in Modi's arms, just lying on his stomach like a fluffy white soft hand, two black and wet round eyes have been looking at Modi, and his little tail is wagging happily .
After Modi modified one-tenth, he suddenly realized that he was too busy these two days to watch the monitoring of Mo's house. After a pause for two seconds, he took out his laptop, opened it, and called up the monitoring of Mo's house for the past two days.
Modi put on the earphones and kept fast-forwarding, until the monitoring picture on the screen changed from day to night, and Mo Wuhang and Mo Liugui appeared in the corridor at the door of his original room, then he stopped fast-forwarding.
Neither Mo Wuhang nor Mo Liugui seemed very happy.
"Anyway, I hate him. I hate it. Why does he control me so much, and even find someone to watch me!" Mo Liugui's voice came faintly from the earphones.
"It's true that what Qin Yisheng did was not right, but he was also doing it to protect you, Xiaogui, look, how many men have harassed you since you entered school, they are just like flies, circling around you, a group of toads. Toad wants to eat swan meat, so the school should expel them all."
Mo Wuhang's nose was broken twice. Although the nasal bone has grown back now, it is a little crooked, and he is no longer as handsome as before, which is enough to easily deceive the hearts of many girls.
"Fifth brother, if you help him talk again, I will ignore you!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it, but Qin Yisheng should really find someone to monitor that little bastard, find a chance to beat him up, and kill him."
Mo Liugui paused slightly, and then said with some annoyance: "It's not right to monitor Xiaodi, fifth brother, stop talking nonsense."
...
Afterwards, the two of them left the surveillance frame, and their voices were completely inaudible. Modi's face was not very good-looking, and he continued to fast-forward the surveillance recorded by the camera, but there was no more valuable news.
Mo Di deleted this monitoring, and opened another monitoring located in Mo Sanzhi's room.
The useful information appeared later this time. Modi saw Mo Sanzhi and Mo Wuhang appear together on the monitoring screen when the monitoring was almost over.
"Third brother, are you sure that Song Yu came looking for trouble because the little bastard messed up?"
"That's right, I found out that Song Yu's nephew actually lives in the same dormitory as Mo's first class. It must be because of that trash!"
Mo Sanzhi was unshaven and gritted his teeth: "Song Yu was not that suspicious before, and he wasn't that difficult to deal with. It must be that little bastard who wants to harm me! I must kill him!"
"When I was young, I might as well just kill him! If it wasn't for Xiao Gui's kindness, every time we taught him half of the lesson, we would come over to stop him. Now this little beast is either dead or disabled. How can he be so arrogant and vicious? Mo Wuhang was filled with righteous indignation, "But it's not easy for us to do anything to him now, he has already disassociated himself from the Mo family, if he is disabled, it will not be as simple as a family conflict."
"It's okay, I have a solution." Mo Sanzhi suddenly sneered, "I want him to be a hundred times worse than me."
"Third brother, what can I do?!"
"That Modi's side is not monolithic, and something will happen sooner or later."
"Third brother, you...?" Mo Wuhang stared at him in surprise, "Have you bought someone?"
"Don't ask me any more questions. You'll know when the results come out." Mo Sanzhi lay down on the bed, "Okay, you can go back to your room."
Mo Wuhang wanted to say something else, but seeing that Mo Sanzhi was in a bad mood, he must have gone out.
...
Monitoring ends here.
Modi stared coldly, and replayed the last conversation of less than two minutes.
"It's not monolithic..." What does this mean
Did Mo Sanzhi want to attack him through the people around him
Mo Di felt angry and disgusted in his heart, but he did not lose his composure. There are only three people he mainly contacts now. One is Mu Tianheng Laides. He can completely trust these two people and can rule them out; Side, the third is the game production team.
Among them, in the school and the game production team, Xian and Chao Lin Junfeng, Chen Zhao, and Pang Qianglang, Han Sheng are more trustworthy, so they can be ruled out temporarily, but they can't completely relax their vigilance, while other people in the school and the newly recruited For the three original paintings and artists, one hundred and twenty points of vigilance and attention should be raised.
According to what Mo Sanzhi said, people who can do things must not only have contact with him, but should have contact with him a lot, so that a group can be locked, except for the newcomers in the game team, and the school... ... Sun Ruru, senior sister Zhao Qinggong, who is directly related to him, Liu Chaohe, the counselor who cares about him, teacher Sun Jing, the librarian, and...
And Zhao Chuncheng who talked to him repeatedly.
Modi's eyes suddenly changed, realizing something was wrong.
He seemed to have overlooked a detail this morning.
Although Zhao Chuncheng kept talking about borrowing water from the toilet, his eyes were mainly on him and his bed, table and chairs, as if he was very interested in him.
Mo Di immediately took out his cell phone and called Xian and Chao.
"Where are you, old man?"
"Ah, I'm in our Go club, why, Xiaodi, do you want to come back?" Xian and Chao were a little noisy.
"No, I want to ask you something. Did Zhao Chuncheng say anything about me or do something after I left? Why did he say sorry to me on WeChat?"
"Ah?! No, he just went to the toilet and borrowed water." Xian Yuchao was also puzzled, thought for a while and suddenly said: "Oh yes, he knows that your shampoo is from Beck Finally, he said that it was only for children, and he almost took your thermos by mistake, but it’s okay, why should he apologize to you.”
"Maybe he is more cautious. He feels embarrassed about such a small matter. It's okay." Mo Di smiled, "But you don't want to say the things I just asked you, Lao Xian. If you spread them, you will think I am How stingy, Zhao Chuncheng is so afraid of me."
"Don't worry about it, what do I pass it on for, no, no, I'm going to be busy here, so I won't tell you, Xiaodi, bye!"